The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

The early days of the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom?

Chang Wei's beautiful mood plummeted again.

I complained in my heart, MMP…how did I travel through time to this era?

This is not a good era. The people have just experienced the baptism of war and are still suffering.

Just a few years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, I took a breath...

The public-private partnership has started again. If you want to make a lot of money, forget it. Then there is the saying that a carrot weighs a thousand pounds and that disasters will last for three years. You should understand, my dear readers! I won’t make it clear here.

The most hateful thing is that after just a few years of peace, the storm starts again.

There is simply not a single day of peace in this life!

By the time the reform and opening up began, I was almost an old man, and decades of good time had been wasted.

I still know about these familiar things.

Considering my current situation, I don't even have an identity, so it is definitely not possible to go directly to the Sijiu City.

By then, you might be caught and tortured. Now it is the public security forces that are in charge of public security, and torture is popular during special periods.

If I were caught, I would be severely beaten at the very least, and I don't want to endure that.

The most urgent thing is to obtain a reasonable and legal identity.

I remember that it is very easy to get an identity in the rural area now. All you have to do is write a certificate and submit it to the township for registration.

After collecting his thoughts, Chang Wei continued to ask with a simple smile, the appearance of a naive big boy, and straightforwardly without any ulterior motives. "Uncle, I don't know where to go. Can I stay in your village?"

Qin Zhengshan was delighted, as these words were exactly what he was thinking. It looked like this young man was extraordinary and might have a bright future.

At least I have received some education and have a decent brain, otherwise I wouldn't be able to be the village chief.

I thought to myself that I couldn't let down my guard against this young man all at once, so I let him settle down in the village temporarily. I would observe him for a while, and if he was a good person, I would let him settle down. I would also find a marriage for him from one of the girls in our Qin family, so that he would be half a member of the Qin family! When he becomes successful in the future, how could I forget Qinjia Village?

As the old saying goes, if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit...

If you have bad character, forget about settling down here. Just drive them away, it won't be a big loss.

The Qinjia Village is very united, and the villagers can respond to every call. I don’t believe that the other party dares to challenge the entire village?

"I see that you are a good kid, so why don't you stay in our village first? My name is Qin Zhengshan, and I am the village chief of Qinjia Village. You can call me Uncle Shan. What's your name, young man?"

Chang Wei didn't expect that he would agree so easily. He didn't care whether Qin Zhengshan had ulterior motives or not. He was not afraid anyway, because a skilled person would be brave.

He grinned innocently and bowed quickly to express his gratitude.

"Thank you! Uncle Shan, my name is Chang Wei. Chang means ordinary, Wei means mighty. Uncle Shan, just call me A Wei."

Qin Zhengshan smiled and waved his hand.

"You're welcome. Ah Wei, please wait here for a moment. I'll go back and get you some clothes and shoes, and then take you back to the village."

As he said this, he put down the iron fork he was using to turn the soil and walked towards the village.

Chang Wei looked at the iron fork placed on the ground and smiled brightly. Here came his chance to show off!

No matter what era it is, hardworking people are always likable, not to mention that the villagers in this era are even more simple!

We are hard-working little bees...

He walked over quickly, picked up the iron fork and started to plow the soil according to the depth Qin Zhengshan had plowed. Chang Wei was glad that he grew up in a mountain village and was not unfamiliar with plowing the soil.

The 1.5-meter iron fork was like a toy to him at 1.88 meters tall. With his own great strength, he could flip the dirt upside down at a very fast speed, and he was having a lot of fun...

Qinjia Village is neither far nor close to the foot of the mountain. It takes at least five minutes to walk there.

More than twenty minutes later, Qin Zhengshan came back with a set of clothes and a pair of black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.

Looking at Chang Wei who was turning the soil, my impression of him increased by +1. I nodded silently in my heart, thinking that this boy is very hardworking.

"Awei, stop working and put on your clothes first."

His eyes fell on the dry land, and he was surprised! How good is this kid? He turned more land in just a moment than he did in two hours when he got up early in the morning. One person can do the work of five people.

"Okay!" Chang Wei put down the iron fork with a smile and ran over happily.

He stepped barefoot on the overturned mud balls, seemingly not feeling the stumps at all.

"Thank you! Uncle Shan."

Chang Wei took the clothes and shoes from Qin Zhengshan's hand and turned around to pull off his grass skirt and put them on. What are they afraid of? If they were seen, it would be Qin Zhengshan who would feel inferior...

This clothes should belong to Qin Zhengshan. He is 1.7 meters tall, and it is a bit...

Fortunately, clothes in this era are loose, so there is no problem except that they are a bit tight and expose the navel. It is hot now, so I wear them as three-quarter clothes. The clothes are close to the body, and I think they are advanced and fashionable and show my figure.

There were only two or three patches on the clothes. Compared with the clothes Qin Zhengshan was wearing, this was probably one of his better clothes.

This old guy is a pretty good guy.

We must remember that this dress must be returned...

Looking at the half-dead shoes on my feet...

My size 45+ feet can only be used as slippers when I wear his shoes. They are slippers of size 7 or 8…

Qin Zhengshan saw that the clothes and shoes were not suitable. The boy's clothes could be made to fit his figure, but there was really no suitable shoe...

He walked into the field, picked up the fork, put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Awei, let's go back to the village first. Your shoes don't fit. Go back and ask your aunt to make you a new pair of shoes."

Chang Wei glanced at the ground. The work was almost half done and it was still early.

Since you've just arrived, shouldn't you be more diligent?

Don't stop me from showing off this kind of opportunity, or I'll get angry with anyone...

I, Chang Wei, love to turn the earth, and the earth's love makes me, Chang Wei, turn the earth...

He grinned at Qin Zhengshan and said.

"Uncle Shan, it's still early. I see there's not much land left to turn over. Why don't we turn over the land first before returning to the village? It will save you from having to come back tomorrow..."

Having said that, he walked forward, took the iron fork from Qin Zhengshan's shoulder, and started working again.

Chatting while turning the soil.

An hour later, Chang Wei followed Qin Zhengshan into the village, chatting and laughing.

From the conversation, Chang Wei learned that Qinjia Village was a small village with a population of less than 100 households. 80% of the people were surnamed Qin, and only about ten households were people who fled from famine and settled here.

It also confirmed the current policy. In the past few years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the people have indeed breathed a sigh of relief.

Now the village can raise livestock freely, and the most popular one was the 1950 million pigs in early 126. Because the new breed of fast-growing pigs can be slaughtered in days, it happened to be a disaster year, and there was not much harvest in the fields. The hungry and cold villagers killed the pigs for meat, leaving only the piglets, and luckily survived the disaster year.

Now this kind of piglets is available in every village, and I have my own space farm, which is good news. It is only the beginning of June 1951, and the village will gradually popularize primary cooperatives in the spring of 1954. The three years in between are my chance...

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